Francis (Bruv) Hoisington was Wilma's son. He was a victim
of Childhood diabetes. When I met Bruv, he was attending
Springfield College in Massachusetts. The diabetes had
already affected his eyes and he was proclaimed blind.
Readers, paid for by the state of Vermont, helped him
through the text books. His mobile ability began to
disintegrate toward his senior year. He had to leave college
and live with us in Rosendale.

Readers still came to the house and helped him complete the
courses.

A second bedroom was needed for Bruv. To furnish this
need we bought our present home on route 32 in Esopus.
We experienced the saddest time of our lives as we watched
Bruv deteriorate. His kidneys no longer functioned and he
had to revert to dialysis. Treatments were given at the
Kingston Hospital weekly. About six months into the
treatments Bruv had a massive stroke and died. Though
Wilma knew it would eventually happen there is no way a
mother can prepare for that moment. As he lay on the bed
Wilma lovingly removed his school ring. My throat
momentarily closed. I could not breathe.

Bruv was granted his Diploma posthumously.
He was cremated and buried in the family plot in Springfield,
Vermont.